Getting educated about the wolves

Jackson Clifford smiled evilly and called for his men. He heard them moving at great speed down the hallway toward his office and waited for the knock on the door.

“Come in,” he called, and three burly men entered the room. 

“Did you find the girl ?” He asked Trent and Simon, his brother Flint.

“Even better, we met her,” Flint said, sitting on the chair and propping his feet on the desk. As the Alpha's younger brother, he gave a damm about protocols. 

“What? When ?” Jackson leaned forward an inch.

“At the mall, she was with Andrea,” Flint smirked.

“Ah! Andrea, you are still not over that bitch ?” 

“Ah! I certainly am,” Flint stifled a chuckle and knew that his brother was fuming. Years ago, when Andrea and Flint were in the same college, they had what could be called a fling. They were not mates, but that was not an issue as unmated wolves were known to have casual flings. Jackson, however, didn't like his brothe